This is a song about "Latin class"

Gotta make that cash

On a whole different class

No sun's let in to shine till, latin i bet then you'll be reckoned inclined to

Champaign by your tub, rose pedals as she walk, you know the floor don't need to see you

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

Ff-fuck outta here, thats how they gettin gas

Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one

Latin assassin bustin off like a forty-four fuckin magnum

Brains off the chain, smart mouth with a dumb ass

Those mainstream commercials won't know the lower class,

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

Instead of being in class

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

And when you're black or latin know they administer aids,